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The black bastard

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Name: Lord General Raven Feast

Nickname/Alias: The Butcher, Ravfest, The Raven, The Ghost
Age: 28ish in appearance, his actual age is a closely guarded secret
Gender: male
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 165
Hair: black
Eyes: Black
Skin: pale
Race: Unknown, he looks human although his age suggests otherwise.

Identifying Marks: His right hand is black and looks as though it is suffering from gangrene. The left side of his face is a mess of old scar tissue from a fight with King Steel during the first great war for Altera. He wears a black leather eye patch bolted to his skull with silver studs. A number of scars "decorate" his body, some appear to be self inflicted "art" while others are badges of honor from his participation in the wars against the Corruptors.

Appearance: Slim of build and nimble of foot, Raven Feast moves like a predator. His haunted onyx eye caries a glint to it that suggests he knows something that you do not and it is humourous to him. His wears his hair and beard short. He prefers somber blacks, greens and grays (the colours of the ravens from the last great war) and unless attending a formal event wears durable and practical clothing. the only jewelry he wears is a rusted ring on his right hand and a plain band of tarnished silver on his left. Around his neck is a leather tong that holds the ring of his late wife Cal.

Weaknesses: women, wine, gambling and a complete lack of morals.
Strengths: stealth, subterfuge, his secrets, a keen mind and a complete lack of morals

A Brief History: Nobody knows exactly when the butcher joined with the Alterans, though it was almost certainly before the cration of Altera by King Cherbert. Possibly from Raine or Chalteth baised on his mannerisms and facial features. During the first great war he distinguished himself time and again through victories over the enemy. His tactics were unconventional and some may call them cowardly. King Cherbert granted him the title of Lord General even though the number of troops under his command was less than a thousand.

His name was earned not given. It was based on the unkindness of ravens that seemed to follow his unit to feast on the corpses of their enemies. Dark rumors surround the Lord General like a social armor. It is said that he traded his eye to the ravens in return for an eye in the sky. Some say in the dead of the night he could be found naked on the battlefield sharing the dinner of carrion with his ravens. Some say his mother was a whore and his father a serial killer and that he cut his way from the womb. His coat of arms is a black raven on a grey-green field holding an bloody eye in it's black beak.
 
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